Devotional: The King’s Child And A Sense Of Entitlement~Want vs Need

Psalm 18:6

In my distress I called upon the LORD, and cried unto my God: He heard my voice out of His temple, and my cry came before Him, even into His ears.

I am ever-mindful, whenever I am around children, especially, just how appreciative I was (and remain so) that my own did not cry much at all!

From infancy upward, unless my three were either sick or hurt, none of them were whiney, thank the Lord! No colic or obnoxious tantrums (not that we were fuss-free, mind you). Sleepiness and the grumpies were good buddies, still are, but always remedied by a little rest.

My Mom, bless her little heart, was the same way. In her eighties, as her caretaker for many years, I do not remember complaints about ANYTHING ! No mention of aches or pains, nothing!

Others go to the other extreme, having learned from a lifetime of complaining, that whining yielded results, molding them into less than desirable companions.

From my mom and children to pets, I have really been blessed as a caregiver, not to have encountered excessive complaints.

There was a huge difference between hearing my mom or children calling or crying out for me! In one there was a sense of wanting me, the other was more a sense of urgency on their behalf.

I know that nothing is too small nor grand for the Lord to handle. How do we ask, though? As of late, I am sorry and embarrassed to say, I have been a bit whiney to Him. Even as I type this, I find conviction unveiling my unattractive attitude toward a sense of entitlement from my Father, the King.

“But, Daddy,” I might say, “Psalm 50:10 says You own a cattle on a thousand hills, so what is giving me _________?” All I hoped for was _____! It would have cost Him nothing to bless me with it.. so, “poof”, I should get it? I hope He reminds me of this next time I glare at a child whimpering for something in the checkout line!

Certainly I dare not attach an implication that He doesn’t love me if I do not get whatever it is. E X C U S E M E, He DID give His Son to DIE in exchange for my miserable sins! The Father did this WITHOUT me asking! The more one gets, the more one wants, it seems! But I’m not THAT way, or AM I?

“Blessings” aren’t just in the form of things wrapped neatly or presented in pretty gift bags, they are also found in a can of soup, gas money, a warm bed, as well as countless intangibles!

At one time or another, certainly any of us may have presented our “wants” as “needs”. We try to convince ourselves and others there is no difference. The line can get blurry; in desperation, we deliberately tend to gray it a bit. Maybe if we just “word” something creatively, using some manipulation, it will seem more like a necessity. Hmm, I bet God can’t see through THAT!


Great Provider

Lord and King

Thank You for every blessing You have given us

We thank You for hearing our cries

Just knowing that You are there, Almighty God

Gives more comfort than human vocabulary can dare articulate

You know what we need

You also know our wants

Father, so often Scripture can be taken and spun to our own interpretation

To suit ourselves

Father God, we know when we cry out, You listen

You hear

We give praise for the Power in Your Name

Let us please delight in the Wonder of our Lord

Merciful Redeemer

Please give us wisdom to determine a genuine differences between calling and crying out to You

Although You know, see and understand the depth of our needs and the degree of our wants

At times, we need a perspective to realize the distinction

Through the Power of Your Son Jesus


“Give Me Jesus”

“Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus”

“Cry Out To Jesus”

“Shout To The Lord”

“Above All”

About voicevessel bwc

First, and most importantly, I love Jesus Christ and I trust in Him as my Lord and Savior. I was raised in a Christian home by a godly dad and mom (who planned and had me in July before turning 42 in August), and 5 older siblings. My father passed away when I was 7 and my mother (who went to be with the Lord in 2005 at 81) never remarried. As a child, I was bullied at school, so I did not have many friends. I didn't want to tell my mom this because I knew she had enough worry being a widow at 50. I know what it is like to be lonely. As an adult, God showed me the value of His Friendship and has blessed me, too, with rich relationships with dear friends who also love the Lord. My husband and I (married 31 years as of 2020), have three wonderful, adult children and son-in-law as well as three darling grandchildren. Along with many others, my husband lost his job, but we refuse to be fearful or angry. The Lord has provided for us and we are so thankful for the opportunity to express gratitude through personal contact and occasional memories I share through writing. I believe the Lord has given me a venue to engage with others and a means to share His Word. Thank you for checking out my page. I hope you enjoy what you read. If there is anything positive or insightful in the devotionals (NOT CALLING MY WRITING "INSPIRED" by any means!), I give all credit and glory to Jesus Christ! On the other side of that, when something makes no sense, that's all me
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